"Fack, brake!" Smith shouted desperately.

But the subordinate was already high, didn't react, and crashed in.

"You're in a hurry!" Smith wanted to punch the policeman who was driving in the face, "Lao Tzu let you get close, didn't let you drive in!" You shit! Loser！ ”

The policeman who was driving the car was still in a state of confusion, and he didn't know what was going on.

Smith violently pushed the car door open, and saw a wasteland in front of him, with nothing but a dilapidated wooden house.

"You guys, go in and have a look!" Smith didn't take risks on his own, and immediately ordered his subordinates to explore the way.

These subordinates, you look at me, I look at you, and finally pulled out their pistols.

After all, it doesn't look like there's any danger anymore, and there's a tall man in front of him, what can he do?

Chris may have imprisoned the source of the supernatural.

Three subordinates streamed in through the main entrance of the hut, even though the place was so dilapidated that it looked like the main entrance.

"A bunch of trash." Smith patted his chest lightly, this heart had been a little abnormal since it came to the barrier.

Smith didn't have a device with him, so he couldn't measure it accurately, but he always felt like his heart was beating a little faster.

This weird heart, which can suppress the supernatural, seems to be a little ...... Nervous.

"No, where would you be afraid?" Smith sneered to himself, easing his nerves, "It should just be me nervous, it can't be that it's nervous." ”

Smith stood there and waited for a moment, perhaps because it was too quiet for the slightest sound of biological activity, and he couldn't help but shake his legs.

"These losers, they won't hide at the door and fish, will they?" Smith rolled up his sleeves and looked at his watch, which, though he felt like a long time had passed, was actually less than a quarter of an hour.

But Smith's trust in his subordinates is infinitely close to zero, and this group of people is not doing less things. Also, this wooden house is such a big place, it takes fifteen minutes for three people to go in and check where it is, and fifteen seconds is enough for you to move quickly.

"Something is wrong...... Smith also noticed something abnormal, "Even if you really go in and hide from the fish, you should come out, there is no movement at all, most of it is folded inside......"

He slowly stepped back to the car door on his tiptoes, then pulled open the door of the cab with lightning speed and got in, without even pulling the seat belt, and immediately turned the key to ignition.

"Why don't you burn?" Smith screwed hard for a long time, but the engine never started. "Am I so unlucky...... I rub! ”

He fixed his eyes on what police cars were there, and he was clearly sitting in a carriage!

The key he was holding in his hand had also become a pole in the carriage, and he didn't turn it, he was just pinching it.

Smithton panicked, and the carriage had no door, so he jumped down and ran in the opposite direction of the cabin.

Knock knock!

The treacherous heart in his chest suddenly beat violently twice, and then Smith's face turned red all at once.

Just out of the corner of his eye, he saw four people standing at the door of the wooden house, a woman and three men, three of whom had familiar faces.

Run!

Run!

Smith's steps were like a lump of lead, and he tried desperately to step on his legs, but his whole body was tense and difficult.

"Give me—move—"

Smith's face grew redder.

Knock knock!

Knock knock!

The treacherous heart in his chest made a heavy beating sound like a bell, and the ripples emanated invisibly, and all four people at the door of the wooden house suddenly collapsed to the ground, and Smith immediately resumed his movements.

But then, the heart stopped.

Smith had just opened his legs as if he had been reborn, and before he could wipe the sweat from his head, he fell straight to the ground.

His eyes were wide open to the sky, and his nose was no longer breathing.

…………

Anna stood sideways by the window, and the scenery outside the window had not changed.

The houses are still those houses, and the roads are those roads.

It's the distance that changes.

Originally, there was at least a dozen meters between the two houses, but now there is only a small gap left where not a dog can leave.

Detached houses become townhouses, and the owners are fooled!

But this is a supernatural space, and no one will pull a banner to defend their rights.

Originally, she couldn't see the central square of the town, but now, Anna could even see the Carl American flag hanging from the town hall.

Anna was even able to count the stars on it with the help of the Assassin's enhanced vision.

Two less than modern.

Of course, that's not the point, the point is that the size of the town has shrunk considerably.

As a result, the buildings were almost all crowded together, but Chris hadn't been here before, so he didn't notice it.

"In this way, the stable will no longer be a safe house......" Anna could see through the mirror in the stable that there was also a house outside the stable window.

If there were people in that house, they would be able to stand at the window and see clearly what was going on in the stables.

Not to mention that it is impossible to install curtains in a place like a stable, and even if she could, she would not have been able to run over to install them.

Despite the loss of the safe house, Anna was not puzzled, she had seen this situation before.

Just like the Realm, the strength of the supernatural is not constant.

Narrowing the range and stacking layers can increase its supernatural strength, which is a practice often used by Yang Jian.

Obviously, it was Chris's rampage that made the Paranormal Staff discover that this level of paranormal power might be difficult to deal with him.

So I narrowed down the scope and concentrated my efforts.

Anna had seen the reboot of the supernatural cane, and had already given Chris a moment of silence in her heart.

"Big brother, you go first, although I sympathize with you, I definitely won't help you, ask for more blessings......"

While Chris's death here could lead to a resurgence of his history, Anna's intervention was obviously not a good thing.

Between strangers, unless the strength is overwhelming, there is a high probability of conflict after meeting.

Especially Anna also saw that Chris is the kind of character who does not agree with each other, and when the time comes, maybe the two of them will fight first, and then something will really happen.

So knowing that letting it go would cause more trouble, Anna could only stand still, calm down and continue to observe the situation.

The only cloak she could use to hold the eerie gold was a cloak, and she really didn't want to dig up Sokolovsky again unless she had to.

And at this time, Chris was walking down the street and finally ran into trouble.

He came out of the previous house and walked onto an avenue.

On both sides are similar two- and three-story dwellings, most of which are smoky.